âHong Yaoyang? Haha, so a bastard like you has fallen into such a state.â
With the Demon Moon Furnace floating above the sea of flames, Mo Nian came out and laughed at Hong Yaoyang.
Hong Yaoyang was pale, and the divine light coming out of him was showing signs of fading. It seemed that he had also reached his limit.
âBastard, you dare to steal my inheritance?!â raged Hong Yaoyang.
âWhat do you mean, steal? I took it. At best, you can consider it plundering. Hehe, little brat, you chased me down for so long. Whatâs wrong with me taking a little bit back? Donât like it? Bite me.â Mo Nian laughed. Seeing Hong Yaoyangâs current plight made him want to dance in excitement.
âAlright, stop messing around. We donât have much time left. Once the karmic hell flames retreat, even if that fellowâs exhausted, he can kill us with a single attack.â Long Chen pulled Mo Nian away. It seemed that he had forgotten their current situation and simply wanted to enrage Hong Yaoyang to death.
âFine. We got our revenge and some treasures. We can go. Thereâs nothing to stay for. The only regret I have is that I didnât get to slap him as well. Ah, itâs so regretful. How about I go and try it right now?â asked Mo Nian unwillingly.
Hong Yaoyang coughed up a mouthful of blood. The multicolored blood faded into the air in a wave of divine power.
âDamn, what a pretty sight. Brother, Iâll give you money if you show me that again. As a hick, I have never seen such a sight!â exclaimed Mo Nian.
âYouâŠ!â Hong Yaoyang clamped his mouth shut. Blood leaked out.
âIf you have to, just cough it out. Holding it in must be painful. Furthermore, if you just hold it, it wonât go anywhere. Well, if you donât want it to go out from the top, you can let it go out from the bottom. But if you pull down your pants, it wonât be as nice of a sight,â sighed Mo Nian.
Hong Yaoyang didnât reply. When Mo Nian was about to continue antagonizing him, Long Chen stopped him. âHe cut off his divine sense. He canât hear you. Letâs go.â
âFine. Although I didnât get to piss him to death, Iâve gained enough, hehe,â chortled Mo Nian. Suddenly, he saw that Long Chen was sending the Demon Moon Furnace to the direction of the palace. âHey, where are you going?â
âIt was so hard for us to come here. How can we not take a little bit back before leaving? This door bolt is a treasure.â Long Chen pointed to a certain set of gates in the palace.
âYou canât be serious.â
Mo Nian looked at those gates. His face twitched. They were so tall that he couldnât see the top of them.
The two doors had a notch between them with a giant door bolt keeping them closed.
The doot bolt was pitch black and emitted a hair-raising aura. Even without Long Chen saying anything, Mo Nian knew that it was a treasure. But no matter how big his guts were, there was no way he would dare to do such a thing.
âIs this even possible?â demanded Mo Nian.
âItâs fine. Iâve done a similar thing twice. This time, weâll even have the protection of the karmic hell flames,â said Long Chen, completely relaxed.
âBastards, what are you doing?!â demanded Hong Yaoyang, his expression changing.
âWeâre going to leave, but youâre pretty rude not to send us off with a gift. So weâll be taking one ourselves.â Long Chen and Mo Nian arrived at the gates.
There was a strange force around the gates that prevented the karmic hell flames from approaching. Long Chen and Mo Nian no longer needed to block them.
Looking at the giant door bolt, Mo Nian felt a fire light up within him. He had no idea what material it was made of, but the energy it gave off was incredibly evil. He wondered if the Heaven Swallowing Sun Hunting Bow could absorb it.
Mo Nian tried to lift the bolt, but even with his full power, he wasnât able to budge it. âDamn, itâs too heavy.â
On the other side of the bolt, Long Chen also lifted with his full power. As a result, the door bolt did quiver slightly. However, that was all. He was far away from lifting it.
âItâs no good. We canât lift it,â said Mo Nian.
âWe can. Come over here. Weâll lift from the same direction and make the bolt lose its balance and fall off,â said Long Chen.
Mo Nian flew over. Long Chen took a deep breath and summoned the Azure Dragon Battle Armor. Mo Nian also used his full power.
Slowly, the door bolt began to rise. Rumbling sounds rang out.
âStop! Those are the Holders of Evil! If the gates are opened⊠youâll be instantly killed!â shouted Hong Yaoyang. This slight distraction caused the palace to quiver, and the karmic hell flames got even closer, causing him to jump and return his focus on them.
âWhat are the Holders of Evil? They look pretty evil themselves,â asked Mo Nian spiritually. He didnât have the energy to open his mouth.
âIt has nothing to do with us. Work hard. The karmic hell flames are getting weaker. Theyâll probably vanish in a little bit,â replied Long Chen as he lifted.
âStop!â roared Hong Yaoyang.
Long Chen ignored him. The door bolt slowly began to slide off.
Hong Yaoyang was roaring, but Long Chen chose to ignore him. Eventually, after sliding off a certain extent, the doot bolt fell.
âNow!â Long Chen flew after it and grabbed a corner. Space twisted and the door knocker vanished, reappearing in Mo Nianâs astral space.
BOOM! The door bolt landed on the ground and a wave of earth exploded. Cracks filled his astral space. Mo Nian cried out. âAre you trying to kill me?!â
His entire astral space was cracked. It was just one step from exploding. Mo Nian was drenched in sweat.
Just at that moment, the doors rumbled and a sinister air came out of the crack in the doors. A terrifying sensation of death filled Long Chen and Mo Nian.
âRun!â
Without hesitation, the two of them hid within the Demon Moon Furnace. A burst of mysterious energy exploded out of the gates. Following that, black qi gushed out, filling this world.
Even the karmic hell flames were blasted away by that black qi. The impact caused them to retreat back into Purgatory.
âItâs over. This Netherworld is done for.â
Seeing the black qi invading this world, Hong Yaoyangâs expression was one of hatred and despair.
Long Chen and Mo Nian had vanished, and he was just foolishly staring at the open gates. He suddenly roared, âLong Chen and that other bastard, just wait! I will definitely find you!â
Following that, the palace split apart in the middle. Hong Yaoyang grabbed the upper half and flew away, vanishing across the horizon.
It wasnât long after he left that the black qi filled the entire Netherworld. Countless dark creatures came out of the gates. They roared, their voices full of resentmentâŠ
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Within the Mo familyâs ancestral land, the family head, Mo Yi, and Liu Zongying were silently standing there like statues. Every blink of an eye felt as long as a year.
Long Chenâs lifeforce had faded away, but there was still the slightest aura of his spirit. However, those spiritual fluctuations would occasionally fade, making their hearts clench. They didnât even dare to take a deep breath. They were waiting for a miracle.
It had been seven days, but there were so signs of either of them waking up.
Suddenly, Long Chenâs body twitched. He began to breathe, delighting them.
Liu Zongying cried out, âLong Chen, youâre awake! Mo Nian⊠is heâŠ?â
Long Chen had been planning on teasing her a bit, but seeing how nervous she was, he decided against it. âDonât worry, heâs fine. You can sense that his soul is back.â
At this moment, they realized that Mo Nian was no longer dead. However, he was still unconscious. Liu Zongying immediately grabbed Mo Nian and wept tears of joy. Even Mo Yiâs eyes grew wet.
âLong Chen, whatâs wrong with Mo Nian? Why isnât he awake?â asked Mo Yi.
âAhâŠâ Long Chen was embarrassed. It was because Mo Nian was focused entirely on repairing his astral space after the door knocker had damaged it. If it wasnât repaired quickly, there was a chance it could shatter. He would only wake up once his astral space had recovered from that crisis. It was Long Chenâs miscalculation, so he didnât know how to explain it.
Just at that moment, alarms began to blare from above. Mo Yi and the family headâs expressions changed.